open sea

Chapter 858
Wanli is a good brother, he didn't let King Lu cry until dawn, and didn't bother others.

The real big things can't be done by others, and the young emperor understood this truth very early on.

So he chose to take the opportunity to go to the bathroom during the palace banquet to do it himself, stuff a pot of fine wine into his sleeve, and share it with his younger brother in the Qianqing Palace at night to celebrate King Lu's tactical offense.

Life in the palace should be boring for young people, those day-to-day sculpting, those year-after-year compliance, as well as the endless reprimand and discipline from strict teachers and mothers, the subtle bullying and bossing around , will leave indelible flaws in the character of people of this age.

But all this is different due to the vigorous development of the empire. It seems that every battle report from overseas injects fresh blood into the birds and beasts carved in the palace. Every prosperity in the country is attributed to the emperor himself, and every A drowsy afternoon sitting in the Wenhua Palace has meaning.

Needless to say, what sense of accomplishment would this cub who controls the vast empire of the world feel after winning the right to command and parade troops with his own wisdom.

On this day of great significance to Emperor Wanli, the celebration was exceptionally successful.

First of all, in the near future, a maid in the Forbidden City will become a noble concubine. This is a good deed done by the Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun who has just turned fifteen. The maid with the jade handle pistol almost scared the eunuch to death.

Secondly, half an hour before Zhu Yijun handed the pistol to the maid, Lu Wang Zhu Yiliu, who had just turned ten years old, drank a full amount of wine and set fire to the sails of the Wanli ship model in the military room. Wanli's beloved orange cat knocked its head three times to several huge incense candles, and the two creatures became brothers with different surnames.

Needless to say, if the eunuch on duty at night hadn't seen the flames, they would have died in the same year, the same month, and the same day.

Fortunately, several layers of paint had been painted on the ship, and the fire was extinguished before it ignited. Except for the sail and the uppermost watchtower on the mast, the other treasures in the military room were all fine.

King Lu and his righteous brother Daju were smoked into two small black coal balls when they were robbed by the palace people. The prince who drank a lot of wine leaned on the pillars outside the Qianqing Palace and saw that he couldn't stand up straight, and slid down the pillars to the ground to sleep. It's called Xiangxiang, and it will be fourteen hours later when I open my eyes again.

After all, the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven. He drank more than others and woke up earlier than others, so he fell asleep for ten hours.

Woke up and vomited all over the floor, and after vomited with a smirk on his face, rolled up the long-haired bearskin cushion of Dongyang Tribute on the chair, dangled, and walked out of the palace. The eunuch who was holding a pen and was about to write down "Notes on Internal Living" was terrified.

I ran out and saw that Master Wanli was standing upright at the foot of the white jade steps at the entrance of the bedroom, putting a pile of bearskin mats on his head and putting them in front of his feet, and knelt down as soon as his knees were bent, very well-behaved.

Empress Dowager Li heard that the emperor was awake, so she rushed over in a hurry. When she came to the gate of the palace, she glanced at Zhu Yijun who was kneeling under the stone steps, took a second look from a distance, and then went back.

The day and night when the two sons were sleeping soundly, the Empress Dowager Li was very anxious. If it weren't for the two little people who were snorting, they would have both collapsed.

As a mother, the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. Although Mrs. Li punishes Wanli more and spoils King Lu more, it is only because the two sons have different identities. It's different if the eldest son is able to make troubles. This is the emperor. If she can't teach her well, she won't be worthy of her late husband.

If something really happened to the two of them, it would be fine if one of them collapsed, but it would be a big deal if the two of them had an accident together.

Hearing that Wanli woke up, Empress Dowager Li was both happy and angry. Of course she was happy because her son was fine, but she should be angry when she was happy.

But when he walked to the door, he saw Wanli's small figure kneeling alone in front of the bedroom, his heart softened again, and he didn't know what to scold him.

Empress Dowager Li knew very well that the eldest son would not follow her methods now, and in the past he could scare and frighten him by crippling him.

Now that the emperor is wild, tell him that abolishing the throne is not at all lethal, and he might be so happy that he can jump three feet high for you.

If Wanli and Lu Wang were to switch roles, he would have already gone to Youjing to become a feudal vassal.

Empress Dowager Li really has nothing to do with Xiao Wanli, he has already learned to make mistakes and kneel down first, what else can he do?
"Just let him continue to kneel. When King Lu wakes up, when will he invite the emperor to the harem, and tell him that no one is allowed to bring water or food to the emperor."

Empress Dowager Li's brows have already relaxed, and most of her anger towards Wanli has been eliminated in these ten hours of fear, and the only thing left is deep worry about teaching the emperor in the future.

"Go to Goose Pond to get cucumber slices. This Jinghai Bo, he has too much influence on the emperor. I still need to write him a letter. Let Feng Daban write a letter to him. Follow the third issue and write about the emperor's recent past." Tell him everything and see what he can do."

Empress Dowager Li believes that the present is the Ming Dynasty, not just the Ming Dynasty, they are experiencing a change unseen in the world for a thousand years.

What is the unprecedented change in the millennium?The emperor, the emperor doesn't want to be an emperor anymore, if he wants to be a prince, he will go to sea.

She has realized that she and Zhang Juzheng alone may not be able to restrain the emperor anymore.

She cared about the emperor, so the emperor would listen to it, and promised to do it; Zhang Juzheng taught the emperor, and the emperor would learn it, and it would be fine if he learned it; but the emperor had his own ideas, so he didn't tell others.

Don't say she can't understand the messy gadgets in the military room, even Zhang Juzheng can't fully understand them.

She felt that the emperor was abnormal. Which emperor would paint the weapons himself, let alone paint a good gun so black, and engrave the words on the gun as the supervisor of Zhu Yijun, and return the world to peace. Which one didn't take over the world immediately, Master Cheng or Grandpa Cheng, even Wu Zong never did such absurd things.

Not to mention whose emperor can make a steam engine by himself, and specially asks a carpenter to make a human figure and place it opposite the dragon bed in the palace. Xingjun, the seven orifices spray smoke all day long, and a special pipe must be repaired for it on the palace wall, otherwise the whole bedroom will be filled with smog and it will suffocate people to death.

Someone had to be able to persuade him, and this person obviously had to be Chen Mu.

Empress Dowager Li didn't know that when she ordered no one to deliver food and water to the emperor, Lord Wanli, who was kneeling comfortably on the bearskin cushion, was holding hangover soup in one hand and cleaning up uneaten food in the other from an angle she could not see. The finished pies were fed to Lu Wang's worship brothers, and his cheeks were swollen like a puffer fish.

A pair of ghostly eyeballs rolled around in the sockets, and asked Wang An in a low voice to Wang An who was standing at the gate of the palace with a dust whisk: "The queen mother is gone? Oh, I'm choking to death. Who made this hangover soup? It's the same as the tea soup from Guanglu Temple. It tastes too bad, isn't it? After a while, my mother will call me to the harem, get me a glass of water to fill in the gaps!"

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)